PERSONAL ITEMS. 
Ned Buntline’s Great Story 
give ’em a charge in the rear and they’re gone 
in!” 
“Pepper into ’em then, till T tell the boys here 
where we're goln’, so they’ll be keerful how to 
shoot when we’re a oomin’.” 
Buffalo BUI now hurriedly told l>ave Tuft and 
the men, who were firing at everything they saw 
move among the trees, what he and Wild Bill in¬ 
tended to do. The girls and his mother were to 
know nothing of it till it was all over, for the 
two Bills felt as sure of driving off the foe by 
their plan as if they were already in full chase 
of them. 
Dave Tutt did not express any wish to go 
along, which rather surprised Buffalo Bill, for it 
was a duty that brave men would surely court. 
But there was a reason for this, as there is in¬ 
deed for everything, as the reader will learn by- 
and-by. 
The two friends, carrying their arms and bend¬ 
ing low in the shadow of the garden bushes, 
crept away from the house until they reached a 
grain field beyond the trees, into which they 
moved swiftly. They had hut little distance 
now to go to reach the stock pasture, and they 
got to the last in the very nick of time. 
A bulf-dozun dusky figures were already there, 
and the horses, disturbed by the firing, were 
very uneasy ns these advanced. 
Two shrill calls, understood well by the ani¬ 
mals fo* which they were intended, brought two 
node animals, “Black Neil" and “Powder 
Face," to the ©ago of the grain field. The next 
instant, needing neimer saddle nor bridle, the 
two men were mounted, and without a word 
bot h dashed forward upon the Indians who were 
after the stock. 
So suddenly and unexpectedly were these 
overwhelmed—not a shot being fired, only the 
tomahawk used—that there was uo alarm In the 
grove. Then the two men sped on, not noise¬ 
lessly now, but whooping and yelling in wild 
concert, and urging their steeds faster by their 
cries, till they were upon the rear of the aston¬ 
ished redskins. pouriDg out shot after shot with 
deadly effect on the enemy. 
Wheeling ami circling hero and there, never 
missing a shot - it seemed as if there were twen¬ 
ty, rather than two—Wild Bill und our hero 
dashed on, carrying death at every leap. 
The Indians, who were Cheyennes, supposing 
tliis to be a reinforcement to those who iiad de¬ 
fended the house so well soon gave way and fled 
In every direction, but not before full half their 
number bird fallen. 
“C'urso them, why do they shoot, so careless 
from the house—this Is the second graze I have 
had from there," cried Wild Bill, as he wiped the 
blood from a wound grazing his check. 
“There’s a hole in my lint from the same 
quarter," said Buffalo Bill. “I’d like to know 
what they mean. It can't be but they know 
where wo arc. Never mind—I must hunt up old 
of our dead wit h the blood of vengeance where 
they fell.” 
“The Hawk of the Hills speaks like a man. 
The heart of Big Maple was weak. It is strong 
again. The warriors will cook meat and eat. 
while their horses rest and feed." 
Light, blazing fires, emitting scarcely any 
smoke, were now made from dry twigs, and the 
warriors made a hearty meal, the first for twenty- 
four hours. It was not finished when an alarm 
was given by a scout. Whit© men mounted and 
armed were coming in from the South. 
" They are not those we fought Inst, night,” 
said M'Kandlas. “They have not had time to 
get to this side of the river. I will ride out alone 
and see who they are. Let my red brothers re¬ 
main where they are, ready to fight or to flee, if 
they see that I am among their enemies.’ 
“ The Hawk of the Hills is a great brave. His 
words are good and his deeds go with him," said 
the Cheyenne chief. 
M’Kandlas now mounted his horse, put a bit 
of white cloth on the ramrod of his rifle, and rode 
out, from the shelter of the grove toward the 
group of advancing horsemen, some ten or a 
dozen in number. 
They halted as soon as he was observed, and 
seemed to look to their arms. 
Herodeboldiy on until within two or three 
hundred yards, when a shout of recognition 
rose on both sides and men rode rapidly to meet 
him. 
They were his own men from the Black Hills, 
whom he had left, there to carry on bis business 
of pillaging emigrant trains, while he came down 
on an expedition on his own private a< count. 
“ Why are you here?" he asked, as they rode 
up. “ What did you leave Cave Canyon for?” 
“ Been use we got sarcherl out, and scorched 
out, and whipped out!” suit! one, who seemed to 
head the party. 
“ Well, boys. I'm glad you arc here, for now 
I'll do the work I failed In last night.. That in¬ 
fernal fiend, Buffalo Bill, with Wild Bill and 
Dave Tutt, wiped out over twenty Cheyennes 
that I piloted down to the. Cody place- last night.’’ 
“ Davo Tutt? Why be Is one of us—one of 
our sort, at any rate!" said Frank Stuck, the one 
who had spoken first. 
“ Yes— he used to be, but he’s with them now. 
I couldn't get no chance to see him alone, or I 
would have known what It meant. I hud my 
own Idea that he was after ooo of the gals, for 
they're puttier than any plotur that was ever 
painted, and 1 know he’s death after that kind 
of game. But ride on boys and get something 
to eat, and then we'll plan for a nine bit of work 
to-night. There’s between twenty and thirty 
Cheyennes left, and they’ll tight like blazes for 
revenge.” 
M'Kandlas now turned and rode buck with bis 
men to the grove, so busy in talking with them 
that ho did not notice a single person on u hill 
beyond the river, who had evidently seen all his 
movements and who rode off swiftly when the 
ruffian loader entered the grove. 
“ These are warriors from my bond in the 
Black Hills, conic to fight by the side «»f their 
chief!" said M'Kandlas to the Cheyenne chief, as 
bound his men rode up among the camp-fires. 
“ They are welcome as the rain when the earth 
is dry. Big Maple is glad to see them here.” 
“Now cook and eat boys," said M’RuwUas, 
“ and lot your horses rest and feed till we aro 
right. We’ll then wipe out Buffalo Bill and his 
party, and make a raid down the river ns far as 
we can,und then strike for the Flntte fora rest." 
The continuation of this wild, true and exciting 
story wlU be found in the New York Weekly, 
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Alvin Adams, the well-known express man, 
was the purchaser of Bierstadt's “Among the 
Bierra Nevada*." 
J. P. Jewett, theoriginal publlshcrof “ Uncle 
Tom’s Cabin,” is working as a journeyman 
printer in Philadelphia. 
Princess Victoria of England Is Colonel of 
the Prussian Dragoon regiment, and is greatly 
beloved by her command. 
Mrs. General Custer accompanies her hus¬ 
band on his hunts after the Indians, and is said 
to bo a good allot wit li a rifle. 
Col. John C. Moore, a newspaper man for 
forty-one years, and night editor of the Boston 
Journal for the last ten, has retired from the 
business. 
Samuel G. Haves, one of the oldest printers 
in New Haven, Conn., cast the first “composi¬ 
tion roller " ever used In a New llaven printing 
office. It. was cast In a section of stove-pipe, 
forty years ago. 
Almost up to the hour of his death, Robert J. 
Walker was engaged upon a pamphlet proring 
by close statistical calculation that New York 
must eventually become so much the supevlor 
of London as to command the commerce of the 
world, 
John G. Saxe, at a hotel at the West theothor 
day, undertook to carve a piooe of beef, which 
was so tough that the carving knife made little 
impression upon It. Tho poet laid down knife 
and fork, glanced around and spoke. “ Gentle¬ 
men,” said he, “that's an Infringement on 
Goodyear’s patent I” 
Several of the London papers had their ar¬ 
ticles on Lord Derby in typo before ho died, and 
some of them printed obituary notices in ad¬ 
vance. One weekly remarked that the Earl was 
not dead, but that he would he, probably, before 
the paper reached it* renders, and then proceed¬ 
ed to speak of Ills Lordship In tho past tense. 
Fifteen years ago two brothers Asa <’. Call 
and Ambrose A. Call—believing they had a call 
to go to Kossuth county, Iowa, went there in 
advance of any onn else. They look with them 
less than live dollars, but have remained, at¬ 
tending strictly to business, such us farming, 
speculating and running saw-mills, until now 
they are able to Inventory up to u quarter of a 
million. 
Mr. Lockyn, un English observer, has discov¬ 
ered, by moans of the spectroscope, that tho 
rod protuberances seen on the sun are local ac¬ 
cumulations of a gaseous envelop, which com¬ 
pletely surrounds tho sun. li is found to be 
very regular in its Contour,and about live thou¬ 
sand miles in thickness. Mr. L. terms this en¬ 
velop tho sun’s chromosphere. It lies home- 
THE GREAT UVJNG SCOUT! 
BUFFALO BILL.* 
THE KING OF BORDER MEN ! 
Tlic Wildest, Truest Story Ned Bunt 
line ever Wrote, 
An oasis of green wood on a Kansas prairie— 
a bright stream shining like liquid silver in the 
moonlight a log house built under the Jimbs of 
great trees—within Ibis humble home a happy 
group. This is my first picture. 
book well on the leading figure in that group. 
You will see him but this once, yet on his sad 
fate hinges all the wild and fearful realities 
which are to follow, drawn to a very great ex¬ 
tent, not from imagination, but from life itself. 
A noble looking, white-haired man sits by a 
rough table, reading the Bible aloud. On stools 
by his foci sit two beautiful girls, his twin daugh¬ 
ters, not more than ten years of ago, while a no¬ 
ble boy of twelve or thirteen, stands by the back 
of the chair where sits the handsome, yet mat¬ 
ronly-looking mother. 
It is tin' hour for family prayer before retiring 
for the night, and Mr. Cody, the Christian, al¬ 
ways remembers it In the heart of his dear homo. 
He closes liic holy book and is about to kneel 
and ask Heaven to bless and protect him and Ida 
dear ones. 
Hatkl The sound of horses gallopingwilh mod 
speed towards his house falls upon his our. 
"Is It possible there is another Indian alarm?" 
he says, inquiringly. 
Alas, worse than tho rod savages are riding in 
hot haste toward that door. 
“Hallo—the house!” Is shouted loudly, as a 
large cavalcade of horsemen halt before tho door. 
“ What is wanted, and who are ye?” asked tho 
good man, as lie throw wide open the door and 
stood upon tho threshold. 
“ You are wanted, you black-hearted nigger- 
worshipper, and / -Colonel M’Kandlas have 
come to fetch you 1 And there’s the warrant!“ 
As the riifilan lender of the band shouted these 
words, the pistol already in his hands wits raised, 
leveled, fired, and the falher, husband and Chris¬ 
tian, foil dead before his horror-stricken family. 
“If them guls was a little older—but never 
mind, boys, tills will be n lesson for the sneaks 
that come upon the Border—let’s bo off, for 
there’s plenty more work to do before daylight 1" 
continued the wretch, tunling the head of his 
horse to ride away. 
“Stop!” 
It was but a single word—spoken, too, bya boy 
whose blue eyes shone wildly in a face ns white 
as now-fallen snow and full as cold—spoken as 
he stood erect over the body of his dead father, 
weaponless und alone. 
Yet that ruffian, aye, and all of his mad, reck¬ 
less crew, stopped as if a mighty spell was laid 
upon them. 
“ You, Jake M’Kandlas, have murdered my 
father! You, base cowards, who saw him do this 
dark deed, spoke no word to restrain him. I am 
only Little Bill, his son, but as God in Heaven 
hears me now, 1 will kill every father’s son of 
you before flic beard grows on my face I" 
“Hear the little rooster crow. Me’li fight, 
when his spurs grow. If we don’t cut. his comb 
now." cried the leader, with a mocking laugh, 
and he raised his pistol once more. 
“ Monster, you have robbed me of a husband; 
you shall not kill my boy," shrieked tho mother, 
as sho sprang forward and drew her son up to 
her own bosom. 
“ Colonel, there’s a big gang of men coinin’ 
over the prairie. 'Vo’d better git," cried n scout, 
riding in nt this moment. 
“ Aye! For I don’t want to kill a woman, if 1 
can help it. Column to tho right, boys, and fol¬ 
low me." ^ 
In a minute, at full speed, tho party dashed 
away al ter their leader, and I he wretched family 
were left alone with the dead. 
Frozen with terror und awe, the beautiful 
twins, Lillie and Lot l ie, crept out to the door¬ 
way, where 1 heir mother and brother knelt over 
the stiffening form of him who had been so good 
and kind -their dear fat her. 
Oh, what a picture 1 Grief was Still. Nor sob, 
nor tear, not ever, a moan arose; They were 
dumb with agony—paralyzed with a sense of ut¬ 
ter bereavement. 
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It is now 1861. The old log house has disap¬ 
peared, hut in tho same uoblo grove a pretty 
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sults. 
On the embowered porch of this cottage sits 
the widow, still in her mourning garb, worn for 
him whose doath We have already pictured, and 
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“Oh, mamma, mamma! brother is coming 
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“ Is not to-day the twenty-fifth ?’’ asked Lottie. 
“To be sure it is, and he will be here. Our 
William Is wild, but he never tells a falsehood. 
Hois too proud for that. Heaven bicss him!” 
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“He Is not coming alone," said Lillie “He 
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At the same Instant Lillie, who had been glanc¬ 
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